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Jun 2013
Have I been asleep
all these many years
to the cold world outside
that needs to know your here

Do I not hear the cries
and sorrow of lost souls
am I to busy Lord
or just don't want to know

Then I might have to stand
and practice what I preach
but what it is I preach most days
is far to out of reach

How much can I expect
when I don't expect from me
I say that I am of Christ
is that who they really see

So wake me Lord
yes, wake my soul
to the world outside
to whom "I've" grown so cold
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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